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I waited for a passing car to move past me and then ran across the street. The sky that had been bright blue just a few seconds ago had opened up and begun to pour, the water seeped through my thin top and soaked my high-waist shorts. The massive mall was filled with people that had, just like me, attempted to seek some sort of shelter from the spiking drops of rain and I watched the hoard of them as I wrung out my long dark and now wet hair onto the already slippery floor. Since I was stuck in there for a while I thought to myself that I might as well stroll around and see if I could find something interesting. As I walked through the mall I noticed some people casting long glances my way, it could be because my entire outfit was soaking wet – or because the only thing I wore underneath my thin top was a bralette, and my stiff nipples were poking through the material. I crossed my arms and took a sharp turn to my right to enter the lingerie shop. “Woah!” Two hands placed around my shoulders and stopped me from moving straight into the body of the person. The dark blond policeman looked down at me with his brows pulled down over his clear blue eyes, his marked jaw clenched and relaxed as he looked at me Bahçelievler escort bayan and his half-full pink lips curled back when he put me at arm’s length. My knees threatened to buckle and I pressed them together when the pulsating sensation spread between my legs. I loved a man in uniform. “I am so sorry!” I exclaimed and felt excitement wash over me as I stared up at his gorgeous face, already imagining all the sexual possibilities that was hidden inside the uniform. He had dark blond stubble that made him look rough. I smiled coyly as his hands moved farther down and gripped my arms harder. His eyes lingered on my chest and then his hands dropped.He placed his hand on the holster and looked over me. “It’s fine, Miss, but please watch where you’re going next time.” I ducked away and walked into the shop, placing one foot in front of the other and intentionally swaying my hips just a little bit more so that he would look after me, which resulted in his gaze following me. I sucked in the lingering attention from him and stopped extra-long in front of a lacy pair of panties to hold onto his gaze, but after a while I saw him turn away and I sighed. Warmth Escort Bahçeşehir still spread inside me when I thought of his strong hands closing around me and I imagined what kind of spots his large hands would be able to reach.  Desperately, I grabbed the first best bra and vanished into the changing rooms where I then tossed it aside. I urgently snapped off the buttons and slid a hand into my moist shorts where I was greeted by my moist cunt. I pressed my back against the wall and watched my cheeks flush as I teased my clit in a circular motion and thought of the strong hands of the officer and the way his biceps swelled beneath the uniform. I closed my eyes and stifled the moan that threatened to escape me and dug two fingers into myself, I imagined that my fingers were his and that his lips were tracing over my neck and leaving trails of his scent of my skin. Pressure was building and my breath hitched while I… A knock on the door jolted me and I scrambled to get my things together as the knock came again, this time the door opened and I looked at the policeman that I had just been fantasising about glaring back at me. His eyes wandered over my glossy eyes Bakırköy escort and flushed cheeks, down to my opened shorts and glistening fingers. “Miss, please button your shorts and step out.” My cheeks became hotter as his strong voice moved through the store and humiliation washed over me. “Miss, button your shorts and step out,” he said again, much slower. Ashamed, I wiped my fingers on my shorts, buttoned them up and stepped out into the fluorescent light. His hand closed around my upper arm, just above my elbow and roughly pulled me through the store. Exhilaration and shame pounded through me as he dragged me out of the store and forced me to stumble after him while people stared openly at me and the officer. He dragged me behind him for a good minute and shoved me roughly into an elevator that took us to the basement off the building where there was a small plaque informing me of the fact that this was the surveillance area. We walked past a common guard that was watching over the cameras, he didn’t acknowledge us as we stepped into a private room at the end of the corridor with a single table and two chairs. “Miss, I am Officer Nathan. Do you understand why you are being taken here?” I didn’t move. “The mall has been having a lot of issues with shoplifters,” “I didn’t take anything,” I stuttered. “I don’t even have anywhere to put it,” I said and referred to the fact that I didn’t have anything else but my clothes on me. “Miss, I will have to perform a frisk search on you.” Aggressively, he pushed me forward.

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